I walk into the crowd. Exploring the habit. Observing the humanity. And ask, "what are you guys doing?"

There lies, bunch of living creatures known for its ingenious brain. Sapient. Busy for themselves. Eyes on a modernity devices. A mini thing filled with everything-they said. "A World in your hand" - they claimed.

I say hi, yet no reply. I yelled HI, then.

"Oh hi!", they said. No eye contact.

"Can i talk for a minute?", ask i

"Ok hold on, i have something important to do", they continue doing the typing thing, updating the status, the situation, unimportant one such as, 'eating a celery, they said what's worse is good for you' or just like 'hello morning! oh, it's 11 o'clock already!'

PFFT.

I can imagine myself hitting them with the nearest chair i could grab.

hatred.

What if you could connect with others, in a way you've never thought before?

Then people are just friends as a word. As a statement. As a status.

Then you have your hundred thousand fans, friends. Who cares when you have a toothache? Or broke?

So you have friends? Now?

Then what if there're no electricity? Your friends will vanish, and you cry and cry and cry. Begging.

Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Monday, 30 November 2009

I leave the gas on
Walk the allies in the dark
Sleep with candles burning
I leave the door unlocked
I'm weaving a rope and
Running all the red lights
Did I get your attention
Coz' I'm sending all the signs
That the clocking is ticking
And I'll be giving my two weeks
Pick your favorite shade of black
You'd best prepare a speech
Say something funny
Say something sweet
But don't say that you loved me

Reff: Coz I'm still breathing
Though we've been dead for awhile
This sickness has no cure
We're going down for sure
Already lost a grip
On this abandoned ship

Maybe I was too pale
Maybe I was too fat
Maybe you had better
Better luck in the sack
No formal education
And I swore way too much
But I swear you didn't care
Cuz we were in love

So as I write this letter
And shed my last tear
It's all for the better
That we end this year
Let's close this chapter say one last prayer
But don't say that you loved me

Reff: Cuz I'm still breathing
Though we've been dead for awhile
This sickness has no cure
We're going down for sure
Already been diagnosed
So let's give up the ghost
Cuz I'm still breathing
Though we've been dead for awhile
This sickness has no cure
We're going down for sure
Already lost a grip on this abandoned ship

Friday, 30 October 2009

Located at some corner place in EX Plaza Indonesia. Right across the Honeymoon Dessert.

Umm.. at first i doubt this place. Sorry for my very fuddy-duddy head but thanks to my besties, i finally got the chance to try something new. Other then McD and Pizza Hut and Bakmi GM :| (l.a.m.e)

Pizza ebirra has these what i called, a nice environment. I like the overall interior design, the feel, the menu, the drawing, how they serve, everything. Even if the price were a bit above my budget (darn it) but i think it was worth it :)

Requiem for a Dream is a 2000 film adaptation of the 1978 novel of the same name. The novel was written by Hubert Selby, Jr.; the film adaptation was directed by Darren Aronofsky, and starred Ellen Burstyn, Jared Leto, Jennifer Connelly, and Marlon Wayans. Burstyn was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Actress for her performance.

The film depicts different forms of addiction, leading to the characters’ imprisonment in a dream world of delusion and reckless desperation that is subsequently overtaken and devastated by reality.

You don't have to say thank you to show you care. After the long time battle we had. Seems like silence is all that we have. For you find comfort and easy in that. But i need something real in my head. Say it loud say it clear so i can feel a glimpse of amity. I want proof, whether a sign nor a perform. As long as not another explicit message like you used to perform. I'm tired of feeling, bored of imagining, i want a shocking wave blasting surround me until it reaches the core of my alveoli.

Monday, 17 August 2009

Sunday, August 16, i joined Pachwurk Paint the Wall event in Bangka street, Jakarta. About 9 artist there and 4 meter-ish wall to be paint. While others used paint and brushes, i only used 2 pair of marker :| oh well. guess i'm to afraid to use others. :(

and so, the event started at about..12 o clock. and taddaa, 3 hours and i'm done. i drew, what i called, i , have, no idea what that was :| the theme was Movement, i guess legs are best describe it. lalalala... we have weird creatures and a mixed between dinosaur and a log.

salute to all artists, nice to know you all, i had fun. here's a sneak peek: